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Thrust the stake hard against your sorrow like a snake whips out its fangs against the flesh. Tap into your soul and find a way like the earth finds a way to provide grain and fruit. Live like today is your last day and plow forward head first like a champion diver reaches for his dream gold medal! Keep your sights in reach and make it fit and proper and always take things as serious as a cancer!
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Wow, I wonder how many assistants Bush had to come up with that one...lol
Seriously though. Good stuff |
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